quitter

it's sunday night. do you wish you were about to curl up and watch downton abby?  yeah, me too. but alas, the season is over.  it has taken me all week to process the season finale.  i watched it with two dear friends while sipping wine from those pretty downton inspired tea cups shown here.  i planned to swoon, sigh and tear at the end of the finale just like i have the  seasons before and throughout this season.  but instead my emotions have ranged from confusion, frustration and ultimately a bit of rage.

oh matthew crawley how you disappointed me. you quitter.  you big fat quitter. you big fat beautiful blue-eyed quitter.  i'm sure the dowager countess would say the same - but in a far more eloquent and witty way.  all i can muster is quitter!

i don't understand you not wanting to part of the best series...EVER.  i don't understand how you don't have time for a wopping 9 episode season (btw, why in the world is the season so stinkin' short). i don't understand how you don't think your role has room for growth.  do you not realize how you have swept us away these past few seasons with the richness and depth of your character?!

who are we suppose to swoon over now?  what will mary do?  you were all that was good in her - and reason we all fell in love with her too.  what about lord grantham and lonely branson and what was to be the  powerful and inspiring renewal of the downton estate lead by your brilliance?  who will stick up for edith? and don't even get me started on how unfair it is that another babe has lost a parent on the day they came into the world.

okay - i feel a bit better now that i've got that off  my chest.  now i'll just go on and wait another year to see how it all works out.  i'm sure it will be glorious, but until this then i'll just huff (not sigh) and bid farewell to matthew crawley...the big quitter!

on a happier note and to help with the withdrawal  watch this...it's a good one!